Baby Andrei - Razvan, born through caesarean section
It is said from the elders that every child up there in the Lord-God, before coming into the world, chooses his parents ... I think so, only the old people are wise! They do not take away any famous teachings ... I read the CVs of my parents from the Lord-God's office and decided: I am hiring them for life! About how I got to be theirs and mine, I give my mom the word:
Razvan's story it started with a strange dream and contrary to reality ... I had dreamed of a hospital bed, operated by appendices (I was once). There in the dream I shared a reserve with a baby who was crying very loudly. When the nurse came in, I asked her to take that baby to his mother. Instead of taking the babies, the nurse smiled and congratulated me on the healthy boy ... who was mine.
In vain did I try to explain to her that I was not even pregnant, so I had no way of giving birth to her ... that nurse also told me that my doctor knew me and made me Caesarean section under the pretext of an appendix surgery. Well, if I still had a baby in my dream, I tried name variations. All the dream only Lucas-Andrei or Luca-Andreias came out of me.
She came in the morning, we told her husband's dream and we were amused by the situation. I told my mother
(which he said was a sign from God!) and I justified his need for a solid career before a baby.
I decided to focus on my career
Time passed and through September 2008 I decided to follow and fulfill my dream of becoming a "famous lawyer". I bought my books on the market, I started learning and I was thinking with emotion what to reserve my future. I was afraid that in the first years I would not earn anything or that I would earn more, and I needed a fixed income guaranteed to cover the rates at home.
I was aware that in the first years as a lawyer you do not have "this chance" and, to be even more stressed, the family opposed this plan because of my thyroid health problems. I just said to myself, "God help me and guide me to make the right choice"! On October 20, I was complaining to a good friend that 14 days after menstruation (October 28) I should be admitted for some investigations in Parhon and CM was late to appear ...
Very calm and confident on her, my friend said to me: "You have a twinkle in your eye, you're pregnant!", and I started laughing and annoying myself at that moment. I couldn't get pregnant and it wasn't the time. Safe on her "signs", my friend took me one pregnancy test (the one in the picture) and asked me to do it. I did it and ... it came out with two lines.
On October 21, 2008, I did the first ultrasound:
If you expect me to describe the feelings captured in the photos above, to know that words were not invented ... it was an immense joy, a fear for measure, a feeling of absolute power and a sense of reconciliation with me and peace. (not that I had quarreled with myself, but I was a little shaken).
The pregnancy was good and bad ... "I managed" to lose weight due to 8 kg weight gain in 12 weeks, I had insomnia, but I also did some things that some would fit into "extreme sports". I did the driver's school during the pregnancy and took my driving license from the third test in week 37 of pregnancy.
The "big day" came in one night at 2:15! He took me a "do not know-what" and I put on June 13, 2009 at 22:00 on the iron. And I stepped in until 00.30 when I described it as time for bath and sleep. After I took a bath as I liked, I went with my dad to the living room watching a movie. After a few requests for "let's go to sleep", the action of the movie was stolen and I stayed for an hour on TV. About 1:30 we went to bed and we fell asleep.
At about 2:15, however, a strong, powerful pain "flashed" my belly. Wow, what a painful contraction I had. I hoped it would pass and I went to bed again. 9 minutes later another came. I told myself that I still had to wear my tummy for another 9 days and that there was no time to come to the world that night when I was tired, asleep. But that's when the "play" started ...
I felt an acute need to go to the toilet. When I arrived, I was urinating, I had the power to control everything and I was convinced that it was not the liquid (it was colorless, odorless). I went to bed and wanted to go to the bathroom again. I had come to believe that I was very cold. I was arguing with the thought that I was not careful with the state's disqualification, especially in the last period of pregnancy. Between a contraction that I was treating with No-Spa and a bath trip, I was thinking about what risks a woman faces during the last period of pregnancy if she does not sleep nights and I thought to say this and the girls in the forum .
After an hour of contractions and going to the bathroom, I decided to make a phone call in Brasov at the Eva Clinic and I was waiting to be told that I had a fake job. The good fairy, Loredana, answered my phone and asked me to take my luggage, my husband, to go to the maternity ward in Sibiu for a check that would decide if it was time to go 135 km or to stay in the city. After I turned off the phone, the membranes broke. Then I knew I had a few more hours to receive The Gift of God-God!
I arrived around 04:00 at the Maternity Hospital in Sibiu, I knocked on the doors, in the windows and after about 15 minutes I was greeted by a lady awake from sleep with a phrase "perfectly" perfectly the moment: "What do you want?" I explained to them what had happened until then and asked for a check. I was informed that I am unconscious, that I am putting my child's life in danger and that I MUST stay born in Sibiu because I am very dilated. They made all kinds of jokes about water birth. They were trying to scare me and at the same time to convince me that I must stay in Sibiu.
I arrived in Brasov where I met Loredana, the person with whom I had talked by telephone until then and, being convinced that I am very dilated, we asked to fill the pool with water, so that it would not be born on land. They controlled me and I was dilated only 1 cm: I had to wait!
The hours passed and my situation was identical. Loredana controls me from 30 to 30 minutes. In the meantime, the director of the clinic still controlled me, but the result was the same: I wasn't dilated! With my agreement, they tried to help my body through all the methods they had at hand: castor oil, infusions, hand dilated, calcium. Slowly, the hours passed, the pain existed, but the dilation was still 1 cm.
After 3-4 hours spent in the clinic with no results, the director pronounced the word "caesarean" for the first time. I said that all the sky falls on me and all the ships are sinking. It couldn't have happened to me like this, after all the pregnancy I said I was born in the water, after I was afraid that my doctor might not be present at birth, after I stayed with fear of not reaching EVA ... I could not be born naturally (apparently, the patient's "material").
After 12 hours of work, after pain until tears, after futile efforts, I accepted caesarean section (the beats of the heart decreased on contraction and could not be expected). The whole time I waited for me to expand, with me - even if I had finished my program at 08:00 - was Loredana (our fairy), who promised to leave home only after seeing me with baby in arms! Loredana, thank you very much for your dedication and help, I do not know if I can ever thank you!
All this time, my doctor, Dr. Cristian Baiulescu It was a real support for me, both medically and psychologically. During the whole pregnancy, he taught me that the moment of birth should not be associated with the pain of the moment, but with the MIRACLE / THE BUCURIA to give birth to a life! I arrived in the caesarean room with a smile on my lips and with the belief that everything would be fine. How could it be otherwise?
Dad was close to me, he breathed in contraction with me, he gritted his teeth when the pain reached its peaks and he pushed me every second. Thank God I had Dads there! He filmed the entire operation and cried with excitement and joy all the time.
Andrei - Razvan came to the world!
At 14:45, on June 14, 2009 Andrei-Razvan came to the world, 3080 g, 50 cm, with note 10!
I do not know what feelings you nourished when you read those written above by my mother, but I know for sure that they, my parents, at each reading, relive those moments, they lose a tear, they look at me and they cannot believe how great I became! Thank God we are all 3, we, the Micu family! I rode on his and introduced my family!
Thank you, Razvan
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